Building a Dream : parting Six

Follows on a few hour after our break of the day inter-group communication with the housekeeper at our hotel. All the names apart from our beneficial Quaker mitt and Sara have been changed and Jay helped me to remember the dialogue.

Jay sat in straw man of the mirror in the hotel room applying her war paint and dressed in her bed gown while I had a shave in the bath. After kiley had left us earlier we had taken a stroll up to Waterloo station and had a chomp to eat before Jay decided that she wanted a new attire to fatigue that evening for when we were due to meet our new Dutch friends, hand and Sara, for a deglutition in Soho. Another stumble to the ladies wear shop at the station followed and Jay had bought a fairly sloshed, dilute, dead off the shoulder dress which was cut low enough for her ample and firm breasts to produce a good amount of cleavage and worn without a bra, naturally.

I stepped out of the bathroom, dressed and ready to go. Jay had finished her score up and threw off the robe to reveal her wearing the G-string we had bought the late day.

"Ta-Dah !"she said throwing her arms out wide. She looked heavy ; sexy and very, very fuckable. Her naked breasts gave a little bounce with her movements, the tit salient and just asking to be bitten.

"I do desire you're not going out like that,"I said, looking her up and down."Although, I really wouldn't mind."

"Cheeky bugger,"she said reaching for her wearing apparel. She stepped into it and pulled it up until the top just reached the eye of her breasts. She looked at herself in the mirror and remarked with a tone of surprisal

"Oh fuck, it's a bit short on top, isn't it ? My tits could spill out if I lean forward too very much or jump a up and down."

"Then don't jump and down."I replied, pulling my skid on."It certainly shows your piquance too,"I remarked. The teat were prominent as they forced themselves against the tight material. Jay ran her hands over her tit and felt where they pushed against the dress, clearly showing their scheme

"It's a bit dead down below also."I added

Jay looked at the length where the dress ended halfway down her thighs and pulled it down, smoothing it over her shapely legs. The apparel fitted her perfect, almost like it was painted on her

"Yeah, but it's tight so won't flare up, not like my little summertime dress."She replied, turning around in front of the mirror, and admiring the smoothness over her arse. She sat on the bed and looked in the mirror again before commenting,

"Of course, it rides up when I sit, so scotch pegleg it will be."

I looked down at her and she was right. Sitting down, the attire became even little and if I was sat opposite I would definitely get a good position of her now, very smooth pussy hiding behind a very small and thin piece of material.

"What do you think will encounter tonight ?"she asked, putting her purse in her small bag.

"fountainhead, we will go for a drink, have a just laugh, cook a couple of new acquaintance, say goodnight then we'll number back here for some roll in the hay, especially after an eve of you having your tits, nips and arse on show for all to perve over. How does that sound ?"I asked.

"Sounds soundly to me,"she replied standing to look at herself in front of the mirror again."As long as that's all the roll in the hay we're doing. The past few days have been pillock. I think that will be the end of our ‘ sexual'adventures now."

I had to harmonise. There had been a lot of sex with dissimilar the great unwashed for her and although we had both really enjoyed the experiences, we had come to British capital for former reasons, not that.

"I can fairly assure that's all that will chance tonight and every day until we go home. Just us fucking."I said putting my script around her shapely rosehip then up and over her bosom, giving her prominent tit and quickly pinch. shtup, this dress made her feel smooth and gorgeous.

"Although, Sara has taken a effulgence to you."I continued."So, if you want to pay her a goodnight kiss at the end of the evening, I won't stop you."I gripped her tail impertinence with both work force and she put her weapons system around my neck opening and kissed me.

"Ah, you're so heedful,"she jokingly said before letting go to put her brake shoe on.

We left the hotel and walked up to Battle of Waterloo where we took the subway to Leicester Square and walked through Soho. Sir Thomas More than one soul had admired Jay. She looked wondrous in that frock. It showed off her shapely bosom along with the good display of cleavage and her fine, shapely legs and mingy arse. Heads had turned on the tube where Jay had insisted on standing, not wishing to collapse just anyone a view up her wearing apparel. more heads turned in her focal point as we walked through Soho to the Ashley Montagu Pike, the pub where we had arranged to meet paw and Sara.

We arrived and managed to get the same wall booth as before when we had a potable in here two Clarence Shepard Day Jr. ago. As we sat manus and Sara entered, saw us, waved, and came over smiling. Sara was also dressed in a very low cut, off the articulatio humeri attire with the bum swishing against her thigh as she walked with a sexy wiggle towards us. This didn't go unnoticed by Jay who said under her breath,"Wow !"

We stood up and greeted each early with handshakes and kiss on boldness then Manus and I went to the bar to get the swallow while the female child waited, sat opposite each other against the wall, same as before.

"How was your sports meeting the other night ?"I asked manus as the barmen made up our drinks order.

Manus shook his point from slope to side with a bit of a defeated look on his face.

"Not particularly good."He replied, the Dutch accent mark showing very strongly."I had a ripe enough meter but for Sara, no."

"What happened ?"I asked taking a sip of my pint that had arrived.

Manus replied keeping his vocalization low,

"The man, retard Colin, couldn't get it up and the girl, Tammy, well. She said she was bi on the profile but she refused to go anywhere near Sara. Sara tried to make her but she was having none of it, pushing her away and making exculpation to go out the room. Poor Colin sat there wanking all even to try to get hard but just stayed limp."

"So, what did you do."I asked picking up John Jay large glass of wine.

"Well, while Sara was trying to bobble Moron Colin in the lounge to get him hard, which turned out to be a waste of clock time, I fucked tammy up the arse across their kitchen table."He said this so thing of factually like it was an unremarkable occurrence. I admired him for his laid-back honesty.

"Did you tell Sara what you did ?"I asked as we walked slowly back to the girls.

"Oh yes,"he replied, matter of factually again."She said I should accept pissed up her stern for good amount. dish up her rightfield for rebuffing my lovely wife."

I admit, I was very storm. I knew the Dutch people were more freehanded when it came to sex but to be so laid back about what they do was an eye-opener.

We sat back down with the girls and Sara was already telling Jay about the encounter.

"So, I sucked and sucked and sucked,"Sara told a wide-eyed Jay,"But he stayed hobble. It just sat there, flopping around, and doing nothing."She waved her hand like a flapping Pisces as she said this, making Jay laugh."I gave up in the end. We just sat there in secretiveness hearing to Tammy's screaming coming out of the kitchen. Colin didn't smell very well-off listening to that. I think it's the first metre he's heard his wife getting fucked by another man and he didn't like it."

"Up the tush,"Manus corrected her."I fucked her up the arse."

"Yes,"Sara said, still talking directly at Jay"Fucked up the arse."

"With European olive tree oil,"Manus added again.

"With olive oil."Sara added and looked around at Manus asking,"Was it extra Virgo the Virgin ?"

"I reckon so,"paw began to laugh."I don't think she has ever had a peter up there before."

We all laughed and raised our glassful for a ‘ cheers.'

"So, what have you two been up to ?"Manus asked.

"Oh, not much,"I replied. We had decided not to mention what we had got up to, not wishing manus and Sara to recall that Jay fucked about all the time and giving the wrong impression."We just hung around our hotel room with a bit of clothes shopping at Waterloo again for this dress."I panned my hand up and down Jay to emphasise the purchase.

"It's lovely,"Sara said to Jay, slowly reaching her hand across and stroking the thin fabric just to the side of Jays white meat."It's so smooth, and thin and it shows you off a treat."She said this looking directly at where the contour of Jays mamilla poked glaringly out of the material.

"Thank you,"Jay replied as Sara removed her hand, gently training her fingertips along the white meat and brushing gently on a nipple."It's very comfortable and thin enough to cope with the heat."

"That's in effect,"Sara replied and winking at Jay said."I think thing could get hot later especially with you dressed like that"

The comment didn't go unnoticed by any of us and a bit of an uneasy silence followed.

I changed the subject to what they were planning on doing during their sojourn to London. The conversation built up a flow rate and we were soon comparing all the attractions in and around London where we had all visited.

Another drink followed, then another. The large Methedrine of wine was having an effect on Jay who was now on a thoroughly tipsy level and more chatty. She was starting to lean closer to Sara when they spoke to each other and was absentmindedly leaning forward on her human elbow more often, affording Sara with a good scene of her cleavage, the top of her attire riding down more and more.

I went to the bar with manus to get another round of drinks and we both looked back at the lady friend who were leaning close to each other and laughing at whatever Jay was saying.

"Jay looks lovely tonight,"mitt said looking over at the girlfriend."That dress is wow ! If she moves around much more than though her knocker will fall out."

I looked over and agreed.

"It cost me enough."I said."But it is worth it, she looks gorgeous."

"You're a very lucky man and she's lucky to have you. A kind and sympathy husband who's happy to let his wife indicate off her body to others."Manus said staring over at Jay."And Sara has taken a shine to her. She wants to have it off her, you know ?"

"Really ?"I said. It wasn't really a surprise judging by the flirting the former day and the body language currently being given off by Sara who was reaching over and helping to pull jay apparel up from where it was riding down over her breasts. She slowly pulled it up, stroking both knocker as she did so and running both hands over the nipples before removing her deal. Jay giggled as she did this, clearly enjoying the touch.

"But that is your call."hand said picking up the girls crapulence."We haven't met up with you tonight for that purpose. We're meeting because we like you and think we could become admirer. trade good champion"

"I picked up our dry pint and replied,

"I agree. I think we could all suit ripe friends."

As we approached the table I could see Jay becoming more animatedly with whatever she was telling Sara, using her bridge player to emphasise bm on whatever the subject was. We sat down just as Jay was finishing her story.

"…I was so wide-cut of cum and both holes stretched after such a pounding. I passed out then and didn't wake up until this morning."

Sara turned to me and said with a wink,

"Jay has been telling me about what you two have been up to."Sara said to me with a cheeky smile."Enticing your phantom fingerer back to yours and taking his virginity and then having a triplet with two of your other admirer from the other night."She turned back to Jay, leant forward and almost whispered in her ear,"You're wonderful."She bought her hand up to John Jay face, gave her cheek a small stroking and run a fingerbreadth across jay now pouting lips. She then lent back and turned to Manus and said,

"John Jay been a very naughty girl,"

"It sounds like it,"hand replied looking at me, a questioning look on his face.

"I think…"Sara said reaching over and taking Jays handwriting in her own."…that Jay deserves another spanking."

Jay was just taking a sip of her swallow and this unexpected comment almost made her spill it. She giggled for a bit and allowed Sara to restrain her manus across the board, their digit entwined and slowly caressing.

As much as I was enjoying the flirting, I did have an important question for Sara

"Sara, I have an important inquiry for you about art"I said facing her.

"knack on,"said Manus, looking from me to Jay."I want to learn more about the fucking."

Sara leaned towards Manus and said quietly,"I'll tell you later."She looked at me and winked, the cheeky grinning still on her face.

"No, no. I want to know now."He replied, a playful sulking feeling on his face."Tell me, then we can be boring and discuss art."

"Art's not tire,"Sara said to Manus correcting him. Turning to Jay she said,"But he will pout unless you tell him."

Jay repeated her level that she had told Sara. She said how we had seen Paul at Waterloo, got him into the hotel room and how Jay had fucked him. She then went on to tell him about her drinking chocolate trick, about Jim and Simon collecting the sports fan and then how she had fucked them both. Manus sat listening intently throughout, clearly enjoying the de***********ions of what had been done to Jay.

When Jay finished, hand raised his pint shabu to us both saying.

"You both have my undying regard. I think we are all going to be very, very honest friends."

We all raised our glasses, clinked and cheers.

"So, what would you like to ask about art ?"Sara asked me, still caressing Jays hand.

"Have you ever get word of an creative person called Giovanni del Callinni ?"I asked.

Sara let go of Jays hand and sat back in her seat. She seemed to reduce as she kept repeating the figure over and over, searching her retention banks.

"Yes,"she said sitting upright."Giovanni del Callinni. A venetian rebirth artist. 1440 to 1512. Renowned for landscapes rather than portrait. He has works hanging in the Kunsthistorisches Museum in Vienna, the Prado Museum in Madrid, the Accademia Galleries in Venezia and here, in The National."

"have you heard of a serial publication of picture called, ‘ The rising of the fisher's Sun ?"I asked now I had her complete care

"Oh yes,"Sara replied, a touch of turmoil on her face. It seemed that, along with sex, this was definitely a favourite subject of hers."It's four paintings depicting the fishermen sailing out of the lagune. The four painting together make one scene ; of gravy boat being loaded with mesh in the firstly and fourth flick while the middle two show the boats sailing out sail out towards the sunrise. They have nearly always been in private hands. They were loaned out to the Bagatti Valsecchi in Milano about twenty years ago but only for a couple of years. Wait a minute."

She pulled her phone out and started to type a web address.

"You can Google just about anything present but my work portal has all the information not in the public domain."She logged in and started to read out Thomas More information to us.

"The rise of the Fisherman's Sun. Painted around 1502. A commission for an unnamed individual, probably a rich Viennese merchant. Although they have been in secret hand for to the highest degree of their existence, they have been on video display in respective museums and verandah over the past 100-150 age. They were final sold five long time ago as a set to a private purchaser for eight million Euros with a gallery in Paris acting on the sellers behalf."She scrolled down the Sir Frederick Handley Page and continued."The trafficker and the buyer retained anonymity and the whereabouts of the house painting are currently unknown."

A few more than water faucet in the earpiece and she held it up for me, Manus and Jay to see. It was a picture of the four paintings together, side by side making up the all picture, the photograph being taken at an art art gallery presentation. They looked smaller than I expected them to be, each about two-foot square toes. They did await near though. Sara expanded the frame and the item were amazing.

"Why do you ask ?"Sara said, returning her phone to her bag.

I proceeded to secern her everything that kylie had told us about her dad buying the pictures, his death, her mums remarriage, and death followed by Kylie being kicked out by her stepdad and the paintings left behind.

"And this girl says she has provenance ? The sale receipt and photographs of her being given the picture ?"Sara asked, wide-eyed and wind up, now taking a very keen involvement in the matter

"That's what she told us,"I replied.

"Well, if all that checks out then the courtyard would certainly give her ownership. Does this Neil know the grandness of the paintings ?"

"I don't think so. kiley never said he knew."I said looking at Jay who was nodding in agreement.

"And your hotel housekeeper told you all this ?"asked mitt

"Yeah, this morning."I replied.

"While she was cleaning your room ? She just came out with all this information ?"asked looking from me to Jay."Why was she cleaning your bedroom with you there ?"

"I wasn't in the bedroom ; I was in the bath."Jay replied,

"So, the girl told you all this while you were in the bath and she was cleaning your room ?"Asked Manus.

"No,"Jay replied."She was in the bathing tub with me."

Both manus and Sara sat back in shock, backtalk agape as they looked at each of us.

"And where were you ?"mitt asked me.

"I was sat on the toilet."I answered.

"What ?"gasped a storm Sara.

"No, not on the sewer itself. I was sat on the rear, naked."I replied.

There was a moments pause before Sara asked me,

"Why were you naked ?"

Jay replied for me, a niggling too brassy as the drinkable was clearly starting to have an effect,

"Because he had just fucked her."

I looked at the take aback smell on both of their faces as they took in this information. They sat, mouths open, probably trying to think of what to say. I had to say something in my defence mechanism so I stated,

"Only because she,"indicating with my pollex to Jay,"had fucked her first."I sat back and took a long sip of my pint. The realisation of what I had just said sunk in and they both began to smile. manus lifted his boozing with a silent ‘ cheers'to me while Sara leaned very close to Jay and with a grin said,

"I am so going to spank you laborious later, you naughty, naughty girl."

We ended up telling them the whole story of how we had both fucked Kylie and how we had set her up for a appointment with Paul the following eve when we would act as chaperones.

Another round of golf of drinks were bought and the details of everything that had happened over the last two dozen minute were run through again. Both girls getting activated with each detailed de***********ion that Jay provided of what had been done to her and how she enjoyed every indorsement. She used her hands in some of the telling, Sara's eyes watching them the unhurt time.

"Tell me Jay,"said Sara who had resumed holding and caressing John Jay hand."Do you think that the spanking you received was enough penalisation for your indiscretion ? Because I don't think you've been punished enough and, judging by your to a greater extent late antics, a spanking won't be enough. You need some chagrin. Steve, if it's O.K. with you, I am going to abase your endearing wife. Would you like that Jay ? Do you think you need to be humiliated ?"

Jay was now getting quite drunk. She giggled into her drink then replied.

"No. That spanking wasn't enough. I think I do need to be humiliated."She looked into Sara's center and asked in a husky step,"What do you have in mind."

"Well,"she replied with a wink to me."If we were back home in Amsterdam, I would really abase you. Maybe I would lead you around the streets on a dog collar with a ball gag in your mouth, only dressed in your underclothes with a big butt-plug in your arse."

Jay giggled and took a sip of her drunkenness while Sara continued.

"and then spank and whiplash you in the eye of a packed bar. All the supporter can have a turn also."

Jay had stopped giggling and was now wide eyed and listening closely.

"Or call for you to a dogging berth and have a duo of men fuck you over the cowl of a car."Sara reached over and started to run a hand gently over Jay's chest, squeezing it and stopping to rub the teat slowly and gently before continuing.

"Or, even better, since you have been a very naughty girl, I would take you blindfolded and naked to a timberland we know, one that has a report for doggers and intimate deviant, and tie your hands around the base of a very large Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree and leave you there so anyone can occur along and do whatever the roll in the hay they want to you."

Jay's breathing had altered. Her hands were getting fidgety and one had slowly disappeared under the mesa and I could just see it journey under her dress.

"They'll all fuck you but I reckon a twosome will piss over that fairly expression of yours."

It was obvious to the three of us that Jay was getting more than energize. Her body speech communication gave away a tensity that made me and manus sit up and look at poster. Jay's hired man was now fully under her dress.

"Hmmm…it might be raining though"Sara continued squeezing Jay's nipple harder making her give out a tiny close call."I could book you into a hotel, blindfold you and tie you to the bed and take photo of you so I can put all the photograph, the hotel and room number on a swinger situation and let a train of men come in and fuck you, one after the other."

Jay had started rubbing herself. I casually looked down and saw the attire pulled up above her thighs and Jay's finger in her G-string where she was trying to wank without anyone notice.

"Or maybe I would take you to our swingers club, tie you to the swing and nooky you with a strap on, in total view of everyone."

Jay was clearly wanking herself now and it hadn't gone unnoticed by all three of us. Her arm was moving up and down as she worked herself up, her breathing getting mysterious and piddling gasps coming from her. Sara knew that Jay was working herself up and it was the next statement that made Jay cum.

"Of course, I could be kind and organise a twenty-man gangbang at our place. Each man fucking you, two, three or four cocks in you all at once, fucking you, pinning you down so you can't resist, not that you would want to, and each man cumming in you. Cumming on your side, cumming in your mouth, cumming in your pie-eyed pussy and in that gorgeous keister of yours. Cock after cock after dick"

Jay came. She let out a yell that made a few people look around at us. She slapped the table with her free hand then clamped it over her mouth as she finished bringing herself to orgasm with the other. Her friction was frantic and the three of us watched and waited as she completed her, not too obvious, wanking.

"Oh shag,"she said from under her hand as she finished cumming"Oh fuck, oh shag. Do it, fucking do it."

I looked around. nonentity had really noticed what had gone on and those who had heard something had now looked away to carry on their own discussions.

Jay eventually stopped moving and removed her hired man from her backtalk.

"I'm…sorry."She said quietly.

Sara held out her paw to her saying,"give me your hand."

Jay bought her shaking hand up from under the board. It was wet and glistening but Sara took it and one by one put the fingers in her back talk and sucked them clean.

"I promise you all that and more if you ever come to Amsterdam."Jay's eyes were wide and she tried to compose herself as we all visibly relaxed."But we're not in capital of The Netherlands and, as we discovered yesterday, you have no gloryholes we will ingest to lay down do with whatever is to hand."

Sara downed her wine in one go and indicated that we should all finish our drinks. Once the glasses were vacuous, Sara looked around the pub. It was starting to get meddling ; all the board were taken and plenty of the great unwashed were constantly entering and forming groups stood around the bar and any free blank. Sara stood up and said,

"right field, let's go."Jay moved out from the table and smoothed her clothes down and we made our way through the growing crowds to the going. Sara led the way and as we tried to get past a group who were standing around a full mesa she stopped, turned around to Jay who was behind her and in one swift motility using both hands, pulled down the top of Jay dress, releasing her tits for all to see, her surd, red nipples poking out of the house soma. Jay went to plow herself but Sara had grabbed her paw and was pulling her along through the crowd saying in a loud part,"exculpation me delight,"to bring everyone's care to a topless Jay being dragged through.

The berth went silent with the realisation that a bare-breasted woman was being led by the hand through a backpack pub. There was a vociferation of ‘ ay, ay,'from somebody followed by cheer, laugh and whistles, people pointing and some even clapping. A few people managed to get their phones out and snap as many exposure as they could. Sara pushed the exit door open and let go of Jays bridge player who immediately stopped and pulled her dress up to track her modesty. She wasn't happy

"I can't believe you did that,"Jay shouted adjusting her garb and smoothing it down."People saw my tits and were taking picture. I feel so…"

"Humiliated ?"asked Sara as she approached and put her arms around Jay to hug her.

"Yes."Jay replied quietly. Sara leant close to Jay's ear and said,

"Exciting, wasn't it ? Everyone in their seeing your pin-up knocker. What do you suppose they are thinking now ? That they would get liked to have touched them ? Squeezed them ? Sucked on your nipples ? Cum over them ? You may feel humiliated but you're just given a just load of men, and probably some women, something for them to jerk off over for the next few Day. So, I will ask you again. Did you find it exciting ?"

Jay looked at Sara and slowly nodded

"commodity. Because we have only just started."Sara Lententide in and kissed Jay slowly and softly. After a import, Jay opened her mouth to welcome Sara's tongue and they stood, locked in embrace, tongues starting to frantically search each other's mouths. They only stopped when a radical of Cy Young men walked past and shouted,"okay girls ?"and carried on laughing and looking back.

Sara let Jay go and held her hired man as we all walked down Greek Street before stopping at the corner.

"So,"Sara said addressing me."You have no gloryholes here ?"

I shook my chief,"None that I know of."I replied.

"That's a shame."Sara replied stroking Jay's face."Because I would love to see this somewhat facial expression covered in cum."She moved her hand down Jay's breast and down, slipping her hand under the tight hem of her dress and touching Jay cunt, making her jump.

"And here."Keeping her hired hand under Jays wearing apparel she trailed it around to her arse and must take in touched her bunghole because she continued,"And here."

Jay stood still and was, I think, a little shocked but she said nothing. She didn't resist to Sara's touching and showed no sign of resistance

I looked at Manus who smiled and shrugged. Sara's doings came as no surprise to him.

"We need some very aroused perverts,"Sara said looking around and up and down the streets. Plenty of people were out and about enjoying the warm summers evening but none that fitted Sara's de***********ion. She turned to me and said,

"Let's go back to that sex shop. They'll be lots of deviant in there."

I looked at Jay who shrugged her shoulders and nodded, permission given for whatever Sara had in mind.

We stopped off at an off license on the way so Sara could go in and promptly returned with a belittled bottle of Vodka. She took a swig and passed it to Jay who took a taste and coughed a bit. Spirits really wasn't her tipple, but she took a duo more, building up bravery for whatever was about to happen, I assumed

We arrived at the sex store and Sara walked in, telling us to wait remote. We watched as she approached the tradesman and had a agile discussion with him.

"Should I be concerned about this ?"I asked Manus.

"No, no. null to worry about. Sara won't let anything bad happen."He replied casually."She'll make sure that Jay will delight herself.

A short while later Sara returned and leading Jay by the hired hand, walked in and stood by the magazines. The shopkeeper recognised me and Jay. He nodded and winked in recognition then went back to serving a customer. We stood at the front of the store. There was about ten people in there, mainly men and a couple of woman. They paid no attention to us, concentrating on flicking through magazines or looking at the DVD's.

Sara whispered something in Jay's ear and a storm look came on her cheek. She listened then turned to face Sara and nodded. She ran her hands down her apparel and reaching under, pulled down her thong and put it in her bag. This didn't go unnoticed by respective the great unwashed in the shop. The shopkeeper watched this happen but carried on serving a customer, not interfering.

various people looked at Jay and gave her the once over. Jay's mammilla were really pointing out of her dress and this was drawing a lot of attention. Sara slowly reached down and lifted up the side of Jay's dress to just above her crotch ; The tautness of the dress holding it up, her pussy backtalk clearly on show. She then took Jay by the hand and walked her slowly up the midsection aisle while we followed a myopic distant tail. She would stop, pick up a vibrator and indicate it to Jay and as if they were on a normal shopping trip-up.

Several men and both fair sex watched this, their oculus following Jay's arse as she moved up the aisle and a distich of men had got ahead up the other aisles and were watching Jay from ahead, eyes clearly on her cunt. The little girl would walk a few footstep, stop, and admire more goodness, the crowd behind me and Manus now getting heavy as I heard whispered, gratuitous voices. Sara pointed to a vibrator on the rump shelf and, Jay bent over, parting her wooden leg to slowly look at it. There was a clear pant from around us as her bitch and asshole was shown clearly to the crowd. I moved to one side to hand those behind us a better view, not letting them clear me though. They walked a few more paces and, as they did so, Sara ran her helping hand around Jay's arse then gripped a buttock, allowing her finger to inscribe the crack and eternal rest against Jay's asshole. Jay gave a little scratch line but didn't resist, allowing Sara's bridge player to rest there and her fingerbreadth to fondle the hole with all of us behind following and watching.

I looked behind me and there was a crowd of about seven men and both women. They ignored me and hand and slowly followed us as we followed the missy to the back of the store where they turned into the S+M department. I noticed some men on quickly moving up the aisle either incline of us, the small crowd behind us moving quicker as me and Manus sped our own footstep up. We reached the end and saw Sara standing behind Jay facing us. Jay had the Vodka and took another big mouthful before returning it to Sara who had a sip then put it in her bag. Jay was stood, apparel hitched up, pegleg apart and cunt on sentiment. Sara slipped her script around Jays neck then dropped down her front and slowly pulled the wearing apparel top down. Jay's pap came out and sat over the top of the dress, her mammilla big and aflame. Sara reached around and squeezed both mamilla and rubbed both breasts. Her fingers gripped them and fondled while we all watched. Some of the men around us had their hands either inscrutable in their pockets or blatantly down the battlefront of their trousers, clearly gripping laborious cocks and detrition, probable wishing they could feel her breast or puss.

Sara turned Jay to face the wall and knack her over, Jay holding on to the wall for sustenance. Sara looked around and picked up a small crop. She held it up to the crowd with a questioning look on her face.

There were nods all around, giving Sara approval for her choice. She tapped it on her hand a few times, swished it through the air then stood to one incline of Jay and hit her gently on her arse. Jay gave a little gasp and a jerk and moved her body slightly forward before bending over again. Sara hit her again, a trivial harder but Jay still didn't resist, her gasps getting a little louder as her arse started to move around red with each stroke. She hit her again and again, getting severe each meter, louder gasp starting to come from Jay as the tart con of pain became apparent. Sara then took a big swing and hit her really hard. Jay let out a cry and flattened her torso against the wall, her hand shaking behind her telling Sara that that was enough. Sara ran her hand over Jay's now reddening posterior cheek and whispered something in her ear.

She slowly stood Jay up, turned her around and kissed her, their tongues becoming apparent to all watching as they switched from position to side and the kissing became more passionate. Jay reached up and pulled down Sara's dress top, her tits now on show along with Jays. They were slightly smaller but perfectly round without being cook and small, tumid teat hat I noticed were pierced with pocket-sized rings running through them. Jay leaned down and took a teat in her lip devising Sara yip with joy as she sucked it toilsome and nibbled gently with her dentition. She tugged on the pack, stretching the nipple out and Sara gave out a yelp. Jay moved her mouth and teeth to the former tit and did the same, Sara holding Jays headspring in shoes, head back and heart wide shut in pleasure as Jay moved from mammilla to nipple with her tooth and glossa, sucking and pulling on the rings.

She moved her hand to under Sara's dress and lifted it revealing that Sara was not wearing any underwear. Sara parted her legs to demonstrate her own bald cunt to the crowd as Jay began to rub the lips while forcing her natural language back into Sara's mouth. Sara reached down to Jay's now wet cunt and rubbed a couple of times before entering a finger, making Jay squeal in mid-kiss. Jay entered her own finger into Sara, followed by another and finger fucked her as Sara added another finger's breadth to her own. Both young lady were stood, legs wide apart and finger fucking each former in full view of the crowd around us. Sara ran her other script around Jays asshole and, judging by Jay reaction of a jumping, had pushed a finger in her rear. That did it for Jay. She held tight on to Sara's back with her free hand, let out a cry and came, squirting over Sara's digit as she did so, droplets flicking on to the story and their shoe. Her leg shook with the spasms and she yelled out several fourth dimension as her eubstance shook before retracting her fingers from Sara's cunt and collapsed to kneel on the floor, puffing to get her hint back.

The crowd around us then did something unexpected. They started clapping and there was a few cheers. Jay looked up, her hair tousled over her expression, smiled, and then began to express mirth, along with Sara who helped her to her feet. Sara held her bridge player and they both gave a histrionics bow to the applauding and appreciative crowd.

"Thank you,"Sara said between jest, her destitute hired hand presenting Jay to the crowd."You've been a great crowd. Thank you."She adjusted her dress to insure herself as Jay did the same and said to the gang smiling as they became silent,

"I didn't know she would cum so quick,"indicating Jay with her thumb, who was running her finger's breadth through her hair to tidy it."But that's all for today. It's a shame you don't have any gloryholes here otherwise the show would continue."

"But, we do,"said one of the adult female in the gang. A short-change, very attractive young blonde girl, with astonish gentle middle, who was obviously with the entirely former woman in the shop. All eyes fell upon her and she added in a unruffled and somewhat embarrassed voice,

"A friend told me."

"Where is this place, sweetheart ?"Sara asked approaching the now abash girl.

The little girl looked around at the listening bunch and said,

"It's a small blank space, recently opened. Not many people know about it because of sex constabulary and all that. It's next to an old peep show not far from here. There's a red door with a toll. You ring it, they check you out on the CCTV then buzz you in. You pay thirty chaw and ride out as long as you want. char go release. It has about ten Booth, quite narrow, but long with porn on a CRT screen. There's a small picture palace in there with a few couches and futons and they sell soft drinks and snacks. Not many woman go there but always plenty of horny men…"

She looked around at the crowd who were now taking a big interest in what she was saying before adding,

"…apparently."

Sara Lent forward and gave her a kiss on the cheek and said,"Thank you gorgeous."

The girl replied,"That's alright."and leaned forward to rejoin the kiss, except she misjudged it and got Sara on the lips. Sara didn't react at the accident. She leaned forward and kissed the missy on the sass, slowly and tenderly. The girls eyes widened at the touch of Sara's sassing and I'm for sure she went to continue as her lip started to open, her tongue perched but was bought back to the world when she realised everyone was watching, the girl with her especially. She backed back a bit and pretended to look at some anal retentive beadwork. She looked up at me again and our eyes met. She stayed looking up at me and was starting to smile when her friend took the beads off her, reminding her that those were not what they had gone in here for, took her by the hand and led her away.

I watched her go. She was beautiful. Naturally beautiful. As she reached the far end of the aisle she briefly looked back at me and smiled before leaving. I was bought out of my reverie by Sara who turned to me and asked,

"Do you recognize this billet ? This peep show ?"

"I think so,"I replied, trying to call back the peek shows of my youth and their locations.

Sara took Jay's helping hand and said,"Let's go."

As we went to lead the shop, the market keeper stopped me and slipped me a card.

"Great display Paraguay tea,"he said smiling, having apparently watched it on CCTV."Your friend asked me if it would be okay and I'm always fine with thing like that. On the lineup is my act. I sometimes help people out, couples and that, who want some filming done. ease up me a cry if you and the young woman ever fancy doing one, for yourselves of course."

"Thanks,"I said and pocketed the circuit board.

We left the shop and I led them to where I thought the cheep show was, a unretentive manner of walking away. The peep show was open air, a big elderly woman was sat behind a buffet, reading a magazine just in the doorway, gear up to cater change to the wagerer. The red, anonymous door to the gloryholes was to the right, a bell sat in the midriff and a CCTV photographic camera above pointing down at whoever rings it.

I reached up and pressed he bell.

To be continued in part seven, cumming soon .